Rollo Tomassi
Master Don Juan
In case you were unconvinced of the complete totality of media control that the Matrix has, let me offer yet one more example:
I was in a grocery store this weekend picking up something to grill and thought it would be a convenient time to pick up a Valentine's Card for my wife since it's coming this week. So I meander over to the greeting cards section to sift this years crop of mushy sentiment. Now as most of you already know, I've been married for going on 11 years now, so this means I'm going to be looking in the "For My Wife" section of the Valentines Cards. Much to my disgust the only cards available (and I mean ONLY cards available) come in two types:
A.) The sentimental, "My life was nothing before you and would be nothing without you", tripe that reduces a man to a simpering, codependent who owes his very existence to the woman who deigned to marry the poor soul.
B.)The "humorous" Valentine that is essentially the greeting card equivalent of Everybody Loves Raymond or Family Guy. These are basically intended to beg for a wife's forgiveness for all of his uniquely male faults and foibles, that only she can solve by virtue of her infallible feminine wiles. Judging from the 'humorous' intent of these cards, no man is capable of feeding himself much less ask for direction or leave a toilet seat down, but on "her special day" this card is meant to prompt an appologetic laugh.
Needless to say I'll be making my own card this year, but for fukk's sake, how can we ever get a break from this sh!t when we're ankle-bitten at every opportunity? You simply cannot buy a card that doesn't make a man self-depricating.
I was in a grocery store this weekend picking up something to grill and thought it would be a convenient time to pick up a Valentine's Card for my wife since it's coming this week. So I meander over to the greeting cards section to sift this years crop of mushy sentiment. Now as most of you already know, I've been married for going on 11 years now, so this means I'm going to be looking in the "For My Wife" section of the Valentines Cards. Much to my disgust the only cards available (and I mean ONLY cards available) come in two types:
A.) The sentimental, "My life was nothing before you and would be nothing without you", tripe that reduces a man to a simpering, codependent who owes his very existence to the woman who deigned to marry the poor soul.
B.)The "humorous" Valentine that is essentially the greeting card equivalent of Everybody Loves Raymond or Family Guy. These are basically intended to beg for a wife's forgiveness for all of his uniquely male faults and foibles, that only she can solve by virtue of her infallible feminine wiles. Judging from the 'humorous' intent of these cards, no man is capable of feeding himself much less ask for direction or leave a toilet seat down, but on "her special day" this card is meant to prompt an appologetic laugh.
Needless to say I'll be making my own card this year, but for fukk's sake, how can we ever get a break from this sh!t when we're ankle-bitten at every opportunity? You simply cannot buy a card that doesn't make a man self-depricating.